cmsix John and Argent by cmsix Chapter 1 My life sucked, OK. I was fifty-two and recently divorced. My X just got sick of me and I didn't really blame her. No kids, so no child support, at least I had that. Then I went for my yearly physical. Doc found a skin cancer. Melanoma. Malignant. Then I had more tests and some imaging, multiple metastases in my lungs. Things were looking up all around. At least I wouldn't have to worry about my shit life for long. My doctor suggested chemo and radiation. I declined. I called work and quit. I wasn't rich but I had a lot more money than I would need for my current life expectancy. I spent a couple of days doing nothing unless you count feeling sorry for myself as an activity. What a weird dream I was having. I was sitting in a straight-backed chair in a space ship. Fuck me running. It wasn't a dream. A panel in the polished metal wall across from me slid open and someone or something about seven feet tall came through it. It sat in another chair across from me. "Well John, it's good to meet you. You can call me Argent." it said. "I hope it's going to be good to meet you Argent. I'm just guessing, but would I happen to be in what we like to refer to as a UFO?" I asked him. "You are correct John," Argent said. "I don't mean to be disrespectful; but I have to ask about Elvis," I said. "Elvis is doing what he does best at 'The Domain of the King', three sets a night. Did you think Douglas Adams just made that up?" Argent replied. "Then I guess I should ask what you want with me." "We have transported you here because we would like for you to help us with an experiment," Argent told me. "It had better be a short one. I'm not expected to live very much longer," I told him. I knew that this was crazy and I also felt that I should be shitting my pants or something. I'd always assumed that there were other types of life in the universe but I had never thought that I would encounter any of them. I'd always assumed that if some other form of life were advanced enough to get to earth that they wouldn't find anything here worth coming to see. "We are aware of your disease John. It will not be a problem. In fact if you help us with this experiment we will cure it," Argent told me. Just like that he was going to cure my cancer. How could I lose no matter what he wanted me to do. "Maybe you could tell me what you want with me," I said. "Actually, we want to put you on the earth as it was about forty thousand years ago. We would like to observe your interactions with the people and conditions of that time," Argent told me. Even in the unusual situation that I found myself in this stunned me. How were they going to manage this little trick? If I were sent back wouldn't I fuck up everything that had already happened? I guess it didn't really matter to me but I was wondering about it. "Won't that corrupt everything that has come after that time?" I asked him. "We won't actually be putting you back on this earth forty thousand years ago. We never interfere with the timeline of a planet in this dimension. I can't really give you all the details and you don't really need them. You will be put on what amounts to a copy of this earth as it was at that time," it told me. "What could be so important about my interactions with people and things of that time to cause you to create a copy of earth?" I asked, trying not to sound as stupid as I felt. "We won't be creating it, we will just be taking you to another 'dimension' is the best way to describe it to you. Your life here will appear to end accidentally and then we will take you there and release you. You will be basically on your own then," it said. There wasn't any real choice for me. I could stay put and die or agree and have a chance to live. I agreed. "We will make a few modifications to your body before we put you back where you were. We will be curing the disease and restoring you to a younger time in your life physically. You will then have approximately two weeks to gather supplies and other things that you decide you will need to help you get started in your new life. You will be allowed a total of three thousand pounds of anything you want to carry. We will provide you with the means to purchase whatever you want. If you can not obtain something you want in that time through normal means we will construct it for you as long as it doesn't require anything that is not currently above your planet's technology," Argent told me. "Such as?" I asked. "I'm sorry but we will not help you with your decisions about what you might need. I can tell you that you will be allowed another three thousand pounds of supplies once every year," Argent explained. "When do we start?" I asked. "We can start now. Please come with me," Argent said. The panel opened again and I followed him through it into another room. He had me lie on a table and then he placed a type of helmet over my head. Then the lights went out for me. I woke up in my bed just as the sun was coming up. There was a sheet of paper beside it and I read it. It was from Argent. It explained that I was now in excellent physical condition and that I should probably prepare for my departure. There was an airline ticket also. The paper explained that the plane was going to be destroyed in flight by terrorist and I should be on it. It said that I would be removed before I was hurt and that a copy of my body would be left to insure nothing was suspected. The message told me that if I didn't want to go through with it I could just avoid boarding the plane and I would be returned to my former state. I went into the kitchen and cooked some bacon and eggs for breakfast. After I ate I showered, and dressed. I was surprised to find another message from Argent in one of my bureau drawers. I also found several new credit cards with my name on them and about twenty thousand dollars in cash. The message just told me that the cards would never be rejected for any amount and that Argent would be in touch. I intended to start at once deciding what I would need to take. I went to my study and sat down at my desk. I opened a Word document and started a list. I made entries and searched the net for ideas. I fixed a sandwich around two thirty PM, ate it and spent another hour on the list. Feeling that I'd done enough for the day I showered again and shaved and dressed like the cowboy that I was at heart. Time to take a break and see if I could get laid. It was only about four in the afternoon so I decided to see if the cards really worked first. I went to the Mercedes dealership and bought a CL600 coupe. It was nice to be rich, even if it wasn't going to last. It was nearly six before the papers were finished and the car was mine. I got in and pointed it to Johnny Cace's. It was the best restaurant in Longview. I had a rare steak, paid with my new plastic and left. I pointed the Mercedes toward the Reo Palm Isle. The Reo is one of the oldest Honky Tonks in Texas. It was once described as the best place to meet a lonely doctor's wife during the day. I figured a Wednesday night wouldn't be that bad either. I entered the Reo a little after eight PM. I thought that I was probably a couple of hours early but I had time to spare again. I saw quite a few women here already and noticed that there weren't many men yet. The band wouldn't start for another hour but they had a DJ. I grabbed a table and didn't have long to wait for service. I ordered a Pearl and tipped the waitress well when it got to me. I was a little surprised when a nice looking blonde got up from a table with four other women, walked over to me and ask me to dance. I was happy to. Cheryl was younger than me; but due to Argent's machinations I looked younger and she thought I was. She was in her mid thirties. She had blue eyes and moderate breasts. She wasn't carrying any extra weight and I wondered about her coming over and asking me to dance. "You did come in looking for a little fun didn't you?" Cheryl asked, as the DJ started a buckle polishing slow one. "As a matter of fact I did," I replied, honestly. "Well hold me closer and let's get started. We happen to have all night but why waste time?" she asked. I've always tried to respect women's wishes so I pulled her up to me and dropped my hands to her cute round ass for a squeeze. She hugged me closer, pressing her breast into my chest. Her straightforward manner and her welcoming body had my newly restored dick hard in minutes. She was now nibbling at my neck as I gave her buns a thorough exploration. I pressed my hardon to her and she ground slightly against it, sighing. "How much fun do you intend to have?" I asked her. "All that you have the strength for, why don't we just go to your place?" she asked. "No reason not to that I can think of," I replied, and I walked with her to the table where her friends were. Cheryl retrieved her purse, said goodnight to her friends and we left. She was impressed with my new car and said so. I told her it was a gift from a wealthy uncle. "Maybe I should meet him?" Cheryl teased. "I'll see if I can arrange it if you'd like, not tonight though," I told her, laughing to myself at the thought. Chapter 2 Back to story Index Back to cmsix Index Blog eMail cmsix I claim copyright on everything from here on in, inclusive - cmsix